Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tales From the Burg, artist - Emmure. Date of issue: 12.05.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tales From the Burg |
| I’ll never forget waking up in Baltimore |
| My palms full of sweat |
| Clearly you’ve had your revenge |
| For the night I spit right in your face |
| You will never forget and I will never forget |
| Ever waking moment I spend wishing you were dead |
| Just fucking die |
| It must of been his brand new hand pentagram |
| Or the fact that he fucks |
| Iron City girls, no condom, on the rag |
| Just so you know |
| The next time your sucking dick |
| Your tasting the blood of a Pirates fan |
| Tell me how much lower can you go in life? |
| You fucking bitch |
| I’m so over it |
| I’m fucking over it |
| I’m not over it |
| I’m never over it |
| I’ll never forget waking up in Baltimore |
| My palms full of sweat |
| Clearly you’ve had your revenge |
| For the night I spit right in your face |
| You will never forget and I will never forget |
| Ever waking moment I spend wishing you were dead |
| Just fucking die |
| Just so you know |
| The next time your sucking dick |
| Your tasting the blood of a Pirates fan |
| Tell me how much lower can you go in life? |
| You fucking bitch |
| I’m so over it |
| I’m fucking over it |
| What a perfect romance, a plague on both your houses |